[honeychile]

When I was at lunch yesterday, the waitress had on an orange polo as part of her uniform. I complimented her on her bravery, and the poor thing didn't understand. My Irish ancestory is green, but I'm not Catholic. I wear the green in honor of my ancestory, not my religion.

I'm keeping out of the whole fish bit, except to repeat what two of my pastors (one former, one current) have said: If you're living a life in which Christ is the foremost of your thoughts throughout the year, giving up anything for Lent is a meaningless gesture.

I usually eat fish on Fridays if I'm out, more because I don't know the religiosity of the cooks/servers than because of a moral obligation.